My Missing Piece - (T.O.P FanFic) COMPLETED

Part 12 The devil's return

JiYeon POV

I woke up with a start. What was that? How did I dream of Seung Hyun? I sat up from my bed and ran a hand through my hair. I looked around me, scanning the surroundings. I wasn't in my dorm... This doesn't look like it.

Oh, you're up. Remember what you did yesterday?

JiYong's voice called from the stairs as he brought in a bowl of what I guess smelt like hangover soup. Did I drink? Cos I don't remember a thing?

You were so crazy last night. I went to your dorm and you started strangling me, saying that you keep hearing voices.

He chuckled. So it wasn't a dream?! Shit... What did I do. All I remember is... I don't remember much... No. I know something for sure. I don't jist get drunk for no reason.

What did I do? What happened?

I muttered. JiYong must have heard it though.

Oh, you were CRAZY. You said you heard someone calling you NOONA. HAHAHAHA! I almost died. Your girly looks must have confused that guy!

JiYong laughed. Did I just hear him say NOONA?! How can I say that?! I'm giving away my fucking gender. Wait... So the one about me slapping Seung Hyun for calling me NOONA was... True?

You grabbed me by the collar and shouted at me, asking if I knew of a fat person that you have helped. I said I didn't know and you slapped me! I thought you were mentally unstable until I realized the scent of soju from your body.

JiYong chuckled. I noticed the slight swell in his cheek. I wasn't the strong type but I guess that was enough to make his cheek swell.

Oh, I'm so sorry! Are you okay?

I stood up and checked his cheek. He pushed my hand away.

I'm okay! Gosh, it's just a small slap anyways.

JiYong smiled. I sighed a sigh of relief and took the bowl from his hands. It was hot so I guess they just made the soup. I headed towards the stairs until a hand grabbed me.

I think I brought the soup UP HERE for a reason. You aren't really sober from what I see.

JiYong pulled me over to the study table which I could tell belonged to YoungBae. There were books and papers with his name written. I reached out to shift the books aside but JiYong's hand was faster. With a swipe of his arm, a clear space was made. I thanked his softly and sat the bowl down.

By the way...

JiYong started. I looked up from the bowl. He had a different expression from just now.

I'm just saying this because... Well... I don't know how I should tell you...

JiYong bit his lip and thought for a while. I frowned and listened carefully.

I think... The FAT GUY that you sort of HELPED... I think I know him. He's someone close... But it wasn't a boy who helped him through his life. It was a girl.

My eyes widened. 

What are you talking about?

I asked.

When you were drunk, basically you told me this fat guy called you NOONA, for some reason. He said he owes you because you helped him case bullies away. I know of someone who has a similar experience. It's just... Weird. I don't know what it is

JiYong sighed. Things must be complicated for him. Noona... Noona... Noona... That voice that called me noona... I closed my eyes and tried to think clearly. Noona... Who are you, that called me noona in such a warm way?